The luxurious Cadillac stopped on the beach road of the small pier quickly, Murong Qiushui got out of the car very nervously, took a look at the beach, and then rushed to the two-story building regardless of the protection of the bodyguard, and stumbled on the beach halfway, his eyes were hot and moist to get up, and his hands were weak and lying on the beach again.

"Miss, grab my brother's skillful hand, and my brother will take you to the fishing ground to play. ”

Murong Qiushui soured his nose by the gentle voice, raised his head and looked at Yang Qingshan with a wry smile on his sunny face, and slowly stretched out his hand reservedly, waiting for Yang Qingshan's big hand to pull him up.

Yang Qingshan smiled evilly, stretched out his hand and grabbed Murong Qiushui's hand, that kind of cold softness was very comfortable in the palm of his hand, but Yang Qingshan did not immediately pull Murong Qiushui up, but stared at Murong Qiushui's eyes affectionately with his eyes.

"What are you doing?" asked Murong Qiushui with a red face.

"The beach is full of sand, and you won't be fine if you fall, but you still have to be careful. Yang Qingshan said softly, then pulled Murong Qiushui up, and patted the sand on Murong Qiushui's body with his hand.

Murong Qiushui was a little at a loss, he only came back from the capital today, and as soon as he came back, he heard from the housekeeper that Yang Qingshan was missing, so he rushed to the beach without changing his clothes, and at this time he was wearing a high-end white skirt brought by his family, a pair of dreamy sneakers, and a big straw sun hat on his head.

Seeing Yang Qingshan alive in front of him, patting the sand on his body with his hand, Murong Qiushui was a little excited and wanted to cry.

"Okay, it's clean this way, but my brother is going to take it to the fishing ground, and you can't dress it like this. Yang Qingshan said, pretending not to see the tears in Murong Qiushui's eyes.

It seems to be a tacit understanding, Murong Qiushui didn't ask Yang Qingshan what happened, as long as the person was still in front of him.

"Let's go, let's go to Xiaolou to change clothes first. Yang Qingshan said, pulling Murong Qiushui back into the small building.

"This is Lu Yao's room, you go in and change your clothes casually. Ahh

Yang Qingshan directly opened Lu Yao's room and said to Murong Qiushui, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Lu Yao was not covered with a quilt, half of his body was asleep, his shirt was lifted halfway, revealing his entire sexy belly and slender waist, as well as semi-circular chest, and he was not wearing sports shorts on his lower body, and a pair of toned thighs were sandwiched with a quilt, revealing small pink pants and a round buttocks.

Immediately, Yang Qingshan's face turned red, and he turned his head to look at Murong Qiushui in embarrassment, who knew that Murong Qiushui's face was even more red.

"Hurry up and change, I'll wait for you downstairs. Yang Qingshan said calmly, pushed Murong Qiushui into the room, closed the door, and quickly went downstairs.

"Mom, Lu Yao can be so sexy, impossible, impossible. Yang Qingshan stood in the living room panting, banging against the wall in disbelief, hitting the wall with his fist.

Murong Qiushui came down quickly, and while going downstairs, he curiously sorted out the clothes on his body, and when he saw Yang Qingshan pounding the wall, he couldn't help but feel puzzled, and looked at Yang Qingshan stupidly.

"Yang Qingshan, what are you doing?"

"Ahh

Yang Qingshan immediately pretended to be calm, shook his not very long bangs and looked back, and suddenly wanted to vomit blood again.

Murong Qiushui put on Lu Yao's boy's clothes, which was a very different temperament, short T-shirt and short jeans, white and tender calves and arms, slender waist, a pair of shiny big eyes, and a ponytail with black silk like a waterfall.

Murong Qiushui's original figure was petite and lovely, and Lu Yao's clothes looked a little big when she wore them, a bit of a tomboy, giving people an urge to protect them even more.

"It's really the same clothes worn on different people's bodies, the difference between the sea and the rocks. Yang Qingshan sighed and left the beach with Murong Qiushui.

At this time, it was still early, and it was the peak period of getting off work in the afternoon, Yang Qingshan and Murong Qiushui stood stupidly on the side of the road together for half an hour, Yang Qingshan couldn't help it, turned his head and glanced at the luxurious Cadillac, remembering the feeling of sitting in it last time, he really felt like a rich man, and looked at Murong Qiushui again, and laughed evilly.

Murong Qiushui took a step back vigilantly, pursed his lips and stared at Yang Qingshan, thinking about what this kid wanted to do.

"It's weird to be standing up, let's sit in the car and wait for the taxi together. ”

"Huh, waiting in the car?"

Yang Qingshan smiled softly at Murong Qiushui, and without giving Murong Qiushui a chance to react, he pulled her to the front of Cadillac, ignoring the disdainful eyes of the housekeeper and bodyguards.

The driver was wearing white gloves and looked back at Yang Qingshan with disdain, Murong Qiushui finally figured it out, and also stared at Yang Qingshan with contempt.

Yang Qingshan looked out of the window calmly, and the old god said, "It turns out that we have a car, so what kind of taxi are you waiting for?" ”

"yes, go to the fishing grounds. Murong Qiushui said to the driver, and then looked at Yang Qingshan with an expression: "I heard the housekeeper say that the beach of the small pier was blocked by the fishing ground? Is it true? Do you want me to help." ”

"No, you don't. Yang Qingshan smiled mysteriously, looking like a conspiracy had begun.

Murong Qiushui snorted, ignored Yang Qingshan very angrily, and turned his head to look out the window intently.

"You went to your home in the capital, are you happy?" Yang Qingshan saw that the atmosphere in the car was a little heavy, and said with a topic.

"Well...... Very happy. ”

"Oh, really?" Yang Qingshan squinted at Murong Qiushui with a lying look on his face, and said with a smile.

"Really happy. Murong Qiushui turned his head to look at Yang Qingshan and said, "Because I'm going to college, I'm leaving home." ”

"Do you really like home so much?" Yang Qingshan said strangely, and said with a sad expression: "Many people want a complete home. ”

"Really?" Murong Qiushui didn't understand why Yang Qingshan said this, but pretended to smile mysteriously: "Do you know why I'm so happy?"

"Why?" Yang Qingshan asked in a flat tone, looking at Murong Qiushui's eyes, the happiness in them was too fake and too little.

"Because my university is in Nanyang City, I have been fighting for it for several days. Murong Qiushui said proudly, peeking at Yang Qingshan with a little expectation.

"Why choose Nanyang City? There are so many famous universities in Beijing. Your family is rich and powerful, which university can't you go to?" Yang Qingshan asked very cooperatively, with some envy in his heart Murong Qiushui, remembering that he disappeared because of his parents' business failure, he didn't even go to college, and when others went to college, he was in a mess on the beach for four years.

"I won't tell you. Murong Qiushui smiled mysteriously, blushing and looking out the window again, as a girl, how could she say in front of a man that she would choose a place where he would go to school if she was here? Unconsciously, Murong Qiushui found that he and Yang Qingshan could talk a lot together, which was something that had never appeared at home.

"Murong Qiushui, why are you obviously unhappy, but you say that you are very happy? Maybe I can change you. ”

Looking at Murong Qiushui's sad eyes, there was a hint of innocence, and Yang Qingshan smiled shallowly.

ps: Rolling all over the ground for collections, begging for flowers